Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Among them are stars such as Okino Yoko and Hoshino Terumi of the former Earth Ladies Team.

There is also a certain Yukiko Kudo, who has retired, also issued a real name to go to participate.

Seeing this, Mao Lilan sighed.

"Definitely not selected."

After all, there is Xinyi's mother, who is her childhood sweetheart's first love, and Xiaolan doesn't have the slightest confidence.

Slowly got up, stood at the window, and looked out at the dark street outside.

Only the lights in the mahjong room stay on all night, and the noisy mahjong sound reverberates in this dark night, disturbing people so that they cannot sleep.

"It seems that Dad hasn't come back for dinner today."

Did not go home for a day.

There is no sign of cooking or cooking noodles at home, and the door of the Maori office on the second floor has been closed.

Thinking of this, Mao Lilan put on his coat and trotted out of the room.

Drumming down the stairs, ran across the deserted road, and came to the mahjong room.

Opening the door, there was a strong smell that made people uncomfortable. Mao Lilan hurriedly closed the door again, coughed several times, and took a deep breath to replace the high-concentration nicotine that he had just smoked.

That is the moment you smell it, your nose is completely blocked, the air is full of soot, and your eyes will feel uncomfortable in the thick smoke.

There are very bright lights, the reflection of people's shadows is weak, and people can't see clearly in the smog.

Pushing the door open again, enduring the smell of no air, the sound of constantly knocking mahjong and poker, as noisy as a mechanical processing factory.

No rhythm, full of noise, painful eardrum vibration, even vomiting.

No one noticed Xiaolan, everyone was sitting at the table, with neon banknotes beside them, pressed down with cigarette cases and lighters.

"Come, come! Conan, the wizard and great god! All of them!"

A man with a haggard face and bloodshot eyes holds a mahjong in his hand.

However, that card doesn't seem to be the one needed...

In just an instant, the man's complexion turned ashen.

"Forget it, Erbing."

"Sorry, Kogoro, I'm fooling around."

The two cakes that had just been played were immediately eaten by the next family, and the cards were directly played.

The ashen-faced Kogoro never thought that he would be so embarrassed today. According to the usual situation, he should be able to win the money back immediately.

If you lose 500,000 today, you can win it back tomorrow, or you can win it back with interest in a few days.

Since seven years ago, Mori Kogoro has won and lost in this way, but he will never lose.

But today seems to have lost too much.

Yesterday I lost all day and all night at home, and today I didn’t go home, I stayed at the mahjong table, and lost another day’s money.

Just now I asked the boss to borrow some turnover.

"Hey, Maori, have a cigarette and go back with your daughter."

Seeing that Mori Kogoro hadn't moved for a long time, Xia Jia had already taken away the last few paper tickets in front of Mori's desk, and didn't say anything if there weren't enough.

Throw a cigarette to the other party and point to Mao Lilan who is coming.

"Lan is here... no, I will definitely win back today!"

Seeing his daughter's appearance, Mori Kogoro remembered the time a little bit, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already [-]:[-] in the evening, and he forgot the time while playing mahjong.

But thinking of the amount lost just now, I still feel dissatisfied.

"father!"

how so.

Xiaolan didn't know that Xiaogoro would play mahjong from last night to this morning.

Worried and annoyed at the same time, he rushed forward and dragged Kogoro Mouri to leave forcibly.

One was pulling, and the other wanted to lean on the table. The father and daughter were in a short stalemate.

"By the way, Dad, have you borrowed money again?"

On the desktop, a 2 million IOU stands out.

Xiaolan grabbed it directly, seeing such a huge amount, it was her living expenses for ten months!

Looking at the table again, there is no money left.

"Um, play, play, if you get in and out, you can win it back tomorrow."

said without hesitation.

Mori Kogoro just interpreted counting money today as a matter of luck, and it is normal to have bad luck playing mahjong.

At the same time looking at her daughter Lan...